God of Life

When He Miaomiao was troubled by the sweetness and Chen Yuhang was happy because of the smell, the 303 brother was studying very hard.

After reading the evening self-study, go to the library to continue.

I don't hear anything outside the window, and I only read the books of sages and sages.

Sudden hard work, but not a whim.

The chaos in the imperial capital overnight would naturally have a huge impact on Wang Yan.

Strictly speaking, broken things are not solved with money, but with language traps, rhythm inducements, forceful suppression, and impromptu performances.

Money is the prerequisite, and wisdom is the core factor.

Both are indispensable.

In terms of money, there is a system, basically you don't need to worry about it, you just need to breathe.

Wisdom is not so easy to come by.

Experience and experience cannot be obtained by hard work, knowledge can always be, right?

So, you have to study.

However, there is a troublesome thing - the teaching resources of star masters are so scarce.

Compared with the top universities, Wang Yan couldn't tell how big the gap was.

But it was obvious that Wang Yan couldn't be fooled by what the professional teacher said.

According to the script, two knowledge points are taught in one class, all of which are written in the original text in the textbook, without any personal understanding.

There are quite a lot of private goods, but they are just rambling about what's wrong and what's wrong.

In the two major fields of economics and finance, the industry is always ahead of the theoretical circle, and the lead is not a star.

The real professionals especially look down on university lecturers, who feel that they are all talking on paper.

First-class universities can more or less come up with ideas, regardless of whether they can catch up with the trend, at least they can lay a solid foundation.

Third-rate universities basically still hold the same set in the 1990s.

The School of Economics and Management of Star Master University is called third-rate, which is not too much.

So Young Master Wang felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to study hard, but he couldn't even find a famous teacher.

It must be boring to dawdle, how valuable is Shenhao's time?

Instead of sitting in a daze in the classroom, it is better to sleep or go home to farm.

Therefore, Wang Yan planned to start self-study undergraduate courses. It would be best to complete the credits within two years and take the postgraduate entrance examination of a prestigious school.

For now, it's not a big problem.

First of all, there are two hours of [Super Reading] time every day, which is extremely efficient.

Secondly, there is a [speed reading] skill, with outstanding reading ability.

Then 79 points of intelligence, reading, comprehension, memory, logic...every single item is the pinnacle of excellence.

The [Super Reading] time alone was enough for Wang Yan to graduate normally with full honors, and an extra 4 hours a day, two years in advance is not an exaggeration.

In this way, it is still time to play and play, but to take care of yourself daily and focus on your studies. The impact is not great, but the gains are many.

If you can't pass Qingbei as an undergraduate, you can go to Qingbei as a graduate student, right?

When he was wandering around Huaqing Garden, Wang Yan didn't have such ambitions in his studies, and pretending to be Bo Dabi in the imperial capital activated his fighting spirit instead.

In fact, it is another sublimation of the realm.

At 11 o'clock, I went back to the dormitory to stay with the sand sculptures for a night. After 1 o'clock at night, I went to bed.

On Tuesday, classes were held as usual, and during evening self-study, everyone began to discuss class reunions.

Zhangjiajie is a good place, a tourist attraction.

But the opinions of the students are difficult to unify.

"Zhangjiajie is fun, but if you want to have fun, you need at least 5 days. The 11th holiday is only 7 days in total. Many students can't spare so much time."

"Yes, and Zhangjiajie is especially suitable for small groups of less than 10 people. Large groups simply play their own way, which does not match the goal of our class building."

"The key is that the projects in the city are even less interesting!"

"There are about 20 students in this city in the class, and they are already tired of going to the scenic spots in the city."

"And the first class reunion, how can we do it without drinking? We have to consider eating and drinking, and then accommodation."

Everyone was discussing in a hurry, with high enthusiasm, but it was really noisy.

The remaining 11 boys participated hard,

However, I really can't handle the girls, basically I can only wave the flag and shout 666 twice.

Loulou and Jiaozi suddenly thought of asking Wang Yan's opinion, so they raised their voices and shouted to the back, "Father Jinzhu, what do you say?"

The patron's father put on the earphones silently and looked down at the book.

Well, I'm going to have a HiFi tomorrow, I can't even hear my throat breaking!

Seeing Wang Yan throwing his hands away and not caring about it at all, Xu Tianci suddenly regained his spirits.

"Students, have you heard of Chenzhou Mangshan Hot Spring?"

"spa?"

"Ah! There it is!"

"That's right, the travel video went viral a while ago."

"I see, is it the infinity pool in the mountains?"

"Yes yes yes! Super beautiful!"

"But the eleventh meeting is crowded, right? Is there time to make a reservation?"

"I don't know. It is said that the hotel is a five-star hotel. I'm afraid it will be very expensive?"

Everyone started whispering, and many people subconsciously turned to look for Wang Yan.

So the patron's father took off his earphones and asked calmly: "If everyone's opinions can be basically unified, I will try to see if I can book enough rooms."

Only a very small number of people seemed to have a little opinion, but they didn't say it, that means almost all the staff agreed.

"OK, I'll go round the ward."

Wang Yan nodded, picked up his phone and walked outside.

Check the front desk number, dial it, and ask directly, "How many presidential suites do you have?"

"5 rooms, sir..."

"How many people can each room accommodate?"

"4 people, and two children's beds can be added."

"Probably on the 5th or 6th, 50 people, 5 presidential suites, 15 second-level suites, can you arrange it?"

"Sir, it is definitely possible to accommodate 50 people, but there are only three available for the presidential suite, and there are only 12 executive suites in total, which may not be able to meet your needs. Look, or I will transfer you to the guest room department. You speak directly to the manager?"

"Can."

The manager's surname is Xie, she is a lady with a very capable voice, and she speaks thoroughly about Wang Yan's concerns.

The specific process is skipped, and the hotel will definitely not take lightly on 50 group guests who went straight to the highest standard.

In the end, it was determined that the reception on the 5th might be difficult, and the 6th would be more than enough, guaranteeing a suite for 2 people.

Executive rooms and mountain view rooms are large enough.

Moreover, there will not be too many tourists on the 6th, and foreign tourists must withdraw in advance. There is no need for local tourists to join in the excitement of the November holiday. It is expensive and crowded, so it is better to come to play on any weekend.

I went back to the class and shared it with everyone, and almost everyone agreed.

"Then number 6!"

"Well, go directly to Chenzhou on the 6th, stay for one night, and return to school on the 7th."

"Perfect!"

"Thank you monitor, five-star, so expensive!"

"We still have to pay part of the fee from AA, right? Don't let the squad leader pay for it himself!"

"That's right! Let's make up for each class fee?"

"How about I take care of everyone's food?" Xu Tianci suddenly suggested.

Unwilling to be lonely, the squirrel jumped out to fight for favor: "Then I will take care of the traffic!"

"I think it's reasonable to pay 500 per person. It's a five-star hotel. During the 11th holiday, single rooms cost 1,000, and suites are more expensive. Don't let the monitor pay too much..."

Jiaozi began to feel sorry for Wang Yan's money.

When it comes to money, it is easy to talk endlessly.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, Wang Yan immediately made a final decision.

"Don't change the class fee. In this way, each person pays 200 yuan separately, and nothing else matters."

"I will make up for the money, and the rest of the students, whoever is willing to contribute, can contribute."

"Squirrel, you are from Star City. You can take care of the transportation and get a bus. We will go back to school together on the 7th."

"Heavenly, you can contact the hotel or buy it separately, make a bonfire party, barbecue ladders or something."

"Jiaozi organize a show in the class."

"Anyway, you are the preparatory team. You have to get the process right and explain it clearly to everyone."

Clear and clear, well-organized, everyone feels convinced.

Then Lou Lou suddenly realized that something was wrong: Brother, you leave all the specific matters to us, and you want to watch the fun like a grandpa? !

President Wang silently gave the little secretary a look.

Well, you guessed it right!

...

After finishing the party, everyone started talking about tomorrow's freshman party.

The gala was held at the school level, so the first class of economics was extremely miserable, and they were so frantic that none of the programs were selected.

As a result, everyone's interest is not high.

No matter how capable you are, you can only watch the fun from below anyway.

Ruyu asked Wang Yan mysteriously: "Brother Wang, do you know who the freshman representative is?"

"Do not care."

Wang Yan shook his head, but he didn't tell the sand sculptures. In fact, the freshman representative wanted him to get on at first, and he didn't mind it.

However, the sand sculptures were extremely excited, very different.

"Remind you, your little one!" The squirrel giggled.

Ok? !

He Miaomiao? !

Wang Yan realized in an instant, got the correct answer, but still looked confused: "I don't have any acquaintances in school?"

The sand sculptures scratched their heads and scratched their heads: "We often have big classes together!"

Wang Yan tentatively asked, "Students in our class?"

"Depend on!"

The brothers are very depressed.

But looking at Wang Yan's expression and eyes, so innocent and confused, he couldn't confirm whether it was true or not.

"He Miaomiao!"

"Oh!" Wang Yan finally realized, and then he was extremely confused, "What does she have to do with me? We don't know each other well."

An actor-level performance, but no one believed it.

"Go ahead! You drove her back yesterday, and someone took pictures of it and put it on the forum!"

"That's right! You don't tell us when you buy a car, and you don't tell us when you're flirting with a goddess. Brother, are you a bit sloppy now?"

"Last night in the dormitory, we mentioned He Miaomiao. Boss, you were pretending to be unfamiliar. If you hadn't found the post today, you would have fooled me!"

What the hell?

Young Master Wang was shocked.

When I came back yesterday, the car was parked in the open-air parking space behind the teaching building, I got out of the car, took some fruit and left. After a while, I was photographed?

Wang Yan knew that the school had an internal forum, but he had never gone to it. Now that he logged in, he found that the content was beyond imagination.

The most popular post was a petition post. It was amazing that it had something to do with Wang Yan.

"Blood Letter Petition: When will the school install air conditioners for us?"

Replying to the end, there are all kinds of joy and excitement.

"Although we didn't install it for us, but finally let go of the restrictions on private installation, thanks to the big brother on the 3rd floor of Building 111!"

"Yes, the two new dormitory buildings have been opened, students who want to pretend to hurry up!"

"Halo! What should we do in Building 108?"

"107 cried together."

"106 is crying."

Crying all the way to the end, the post was silent for a while, and suddenly it was pushed up again last night.

"The latest news, the air conditioner brother has won this year's freshman school belle!"

"where?"

"Go out and turn left, the next door is posted, I'm already sore..."

"A freshman? Stay for another two years, and you will recite scriptures with the seniors: neither sour nor sour, sour and white sour, Buddha is Buddha, completely Buddha."

Open the text post casually, and swipe out two large high-definition pictures.

Hey... The visual sense is so strong, it always feels like opening some strange website...

However, there was nothing, one picture was a frontal photo of Wang Yan's award during military training, and the other was a snapshot of He Miaomiao looking back.

The handsome man and the beautiful woman...

Well, let's not mention Young Master Wang who is less than 80, He Miaomiao is really beautiful.

That snapshot captures the essence of her beauty, her face is beautiful, her eyes are curious and surprised, and her eyes are as clear as a cat.

The first semester of freshmen's enrollment happened to be the active period of the forum, so the comments below were all...

"Which looks good?"

"Can't freshmen play like this? Is it a waste of the school?!"

"Another white lotus."

"You can smell it through the screen."

"Tsk tsk, the mandible has been cut, right?"

Wang Yan felt that the style of painting was not right. After thinking about it carefully, oh, the style of painting is correct. Given the male to female ratio of star masters, that's how it should be.

The "beauty" of a few boys was submerged in a vast ocean, trampling all over their bodies.

When it was Wang Yan's turn, he became all kinds of nympho.

"Wow! So handsome!"

"So manly, so masculine...which college is my little brother from?"

"My mother's girlish heart... It's too bad, it's too bad, my teacher!"

"There is a typo upstairs. I am also a third-year senior. I picked it out for you. You are welcome."

Below the two pictures is a short video recording the whole process of Wang Yan getting out of the car and giving He Miaomiao a mango.

The video was obviously shot upstairs, and the angle was not good, but the flash of the car paint, the figures of the two people, and the action of pulling open the plastic bag to put the mango in it were all shot in a straight-forward manner.

Familiar people can recognize it at a glance. The boy is Wang Yan and the girl is He Miaomiao.

The uniqueness of the painting style is that not many people pay attention to the car, and none of them recognize it as the 15 limited edition Parame.

After confirming that Wang Yan was tall, rich and handsome, the firepower of the comments focused on "He Miaomiao is not good enough" and "Wang Yan, don't be fooled".

Star Master is so weird.

For First Young Master Wang, there is basically no bad effect from breaking things. Anyway, Gao Fushuai's identity will spread sooner or later, which is expected.

For He Miaomiao...

Tsk, a big pot fell from the sky...

Ha ha!

And just in time for this juncture, tomorrow she will take the stage to speak on behalf of the freshmen, so I don't know how much hatred will be drawn.

How would she react if she knew what was going on in the forum?

Wang Yan was quite curious, so he directly sent a message with a link.

"Freshman campus belle, there is a scandal between the two of us."